Henry was sitting in the security room with Eira and Mary beside him. His fingers tapped the keys of the keyboard, revering the footage to a few days ago. He paused at around 9 pm. Through the footage, he saw that Dick had just entered his home with another man. Henry narrowed his eyes and paused. The man was wearing a black suit with a red interior, though the camera couldn't capture his face perfectly.
'It's the same guy…perfect match.'
Henry continued to watch the footage. Dick and the man sat down at the living room and chatted for a while. Henry noted that it wasn't anything important. He leaned on his arm, bored out of his mind. Then, the man said something strange.
"I'm terribly sorry that you must go to jail for this sake. I hope the best."
"No – no, it's fine. It was my choice to begin with" Dick replied with an oddly perfect smile.
Henry paused, Eira and Mary froze.
'Jail? But we hadn't even arrested him yet.'
"Something's up, I can feel it." Eira hissed.
"Play the video, Henry. We need to know more." Mary inched closer to the screen.
Henry hesitated before clicking play.
"Anyways," Dick said looking at his watch.
Henry, alert as every also checked the time. It was approaching ten pm, around the time they arrived.
"They're about to come. You must leave."
"Right, I hope the best for you in prison. Let me know how the food tastes." The man said grinning.
"I will if I ever get out."
Then, they both laughed at Dick's joke. The man stood up and strolled out into the backyard. Henry quickly changed the feed, but the man was no longer visible. Using his skills, he quickly compared the two videos.
"He's in this one but not that one…" He muttered.
"But it's the same time." Mary finished his sentence.
"That's what I'm saying." Eira added.
Then, as the footage was played a strange event occurred. The video glitched for a moment, colorful RGB strips spread from one side of the screen to another. Henry raised a brow and then frowned.
'Did he tamper with the footage? A new gen security system shouldn't glitch – never.'
He revered and watched again. The same thing happened. Repeatedly, he watched the video multiple times before coming to conclusion. He choked and leaned back, a small smile spreading across his face. He slapped himself, making his smile disappear. He frowned and informed the ladies.
"The camera didn't glitch, girls – reality did."
***
"Huh?"
Missio blurted out in a confused manner after Dick has immediately answered his question. Krishna shifted his position and got closer to Missio. Missio leaned forward and asked in a puzzled manner.
"Are you sure?"
"I have nothing to hide. I'm completely sure." Dick replied.
Missio blinked and leaned back. Dick lifted his head a little, smirking in Krishna's direction. Krishna frowned but didn't respond. Missio didn't notice and began pondering.
'This is too strange – suspicious. He wouldn't just give me all the answers I need without a little bit of resistance.'
He glanced at Dick and took back his gaze.
'Doesn't seem like he's lying either but this…'
"Can I get a description of that man?"
"Of course," Dick grinned from ear to ear. "He has short blonde hair with sky blue eyes. He wears a grey graphic t-shirt, elastic trousers of the same color and a thick dark green jacket."
Missio locked eyes with Dick while Krishna champed his lips.
"That was…oddly specific." He commented.
Dick merely smiled at his statement, a glimmer in his dark eyes. Missio sighed and stood up.
"We've asked what we want to know. Thank you for your time, Mr. Dick."
As the stepped out of the room, Dick shouted back.
"No problem!"
'That guy seems way too happy to be in prison.'
All kinds of thoughts swirled in his mind, but he shrugged them off. His and Krishna's steps became one as they walked through the prison. Eventually, they came out of the fortified walls and took a breather.
"Man…that was awkwardly uncomfortable." Missio coughed.
"…" Krishna remained silent, his face stoic.
"Krishna? You, okay?"
"O-Oh, right, yeah. That dude was creepy – creepy. I mean who smiles that much in prison."
Missio stared at him for a while before saying.
"It was even stranger that he answered all of our question…and with such detailed answers at that." He leaned against the wall.
"I get the creeps from him – ugh." Krishna said sticking his tongue out his disgust.
Right then, Missio's phone started to buzz. He waved at Krishna to be silent before picking of the call.
"Yes?"
"Ah, Missio. I checked the footage as you asked."
"Oh, Henry…What did you find?"
"Oh, nothing special just a glitch in reality."
"I'm sorry?" Missio inquired in a puzzled voice. "A…glitch in reality."
"Excuse me, what do you mean by glitch in reality?" Krishna blurted.
Missio signaled him to remain quiet. "It wasn't a system glitch, right?"
"No, System's perfectly fine – no doubt."
"Okay…Anything else?"
"Nah, he just disappeared after that but there was something strange."
"What?"
"The man who came with him was hoping him for the best in prison before we even came."
Missio froze. "Before we…came to his house?"
"Yeah, I'll tell you the rest later. I've got to wrap things up over here."
Before Missio could respond, Henry cut the call. Missio grumbled something under his mouth and tucked the phone back in his pocket.
'How the hell did he know he was going to prison before we even came?'